Martial Inverse

Chapter 1338 Holy Technique

Tianji Courtyard, the second floor of Shengwu Hall, after Feng Hao and his group walked in, the group of people who followed up almost crushed the entire audience, which made the people inside feel a little nervous Don't think about it, don't understand why there are so many people coming, and there are both in the other two prefectures.

However, soon, they all learned what had happened from their acquaintances, and they were immediately surprised.

A bet of 1,000 credits, this is really a gamble.

Moreover, what shocked them the most was that this new student actually proposed to defeat the enemy with one move at the same level.

If Feng Hao defeated Leng Heng who had the Nine Nether Divine Body in one shot, if it wasn't in the Tianwu Field, everyone would think that he was overestimating his capabilities.

But now, everything is hard to say, and it is difficult for anyone to guess the final result.

Because of the commotion here, the people on the stage soon came down, while Feng Hao and Leng Huan went to the registration office to register.

"Can't you gamble, can't you gamble?"

Xie Yandong and Long Yueguan immediately yelled, looking very excited.

Just now, they doubled their credits. Why not earn credits that can be earned for nothing.

"Let's gamble, let's gamble, Leng Huan wins 20 to 1, rookie wins 5 to 1."

After a while, the scene became noisy.

Although it felt that the odds were too low, Xie Yandong and the others had no choice but to bet cursingly.

After all, it's free, so why not.

This time, everyone has learned how to behave. Seeing that they all bet on Feng Hao, many people immediately bet on Feng Hao. On the contrary, Leng Huan's side is deserted. People from Jiuyoufu just made a small bet symbolically, and no one made a big bet.

Under such circumstances, the odds of directly letting the odds have changed again...

Leng Huan wins at 10 to 10, Feng Hao wins at 10 to 1.

As a result, Leng Huan, who was at the registration office, turned extremely ugly.

Could it be that he really couldn't resist this guy's move?

His teeth are about to shatter.

Flames of anger spewed out of his eyes, and he secretly swore in his heart that later on, Feng Hao would definitely let Feng Hao survive or die.

"This junior brother, Master can really defeat Leng Huan with one move."

The two students treated by Feng Hao stood beside Long Yueguan and others, and asked softly.

"hey-hey."

Long Yueguan grinned, Bai Sensen's teeth gleamed coldly, and said, "It's that kind of thing, Boy Feng can hit ten or a hundred by himself."

Such nonsense immediately attracted the gloomy gaze of many Jiuyoufu students, staring at this kid very unkindly.

"What are you looking at, do you need Grandpa Long to relax your muscles and bones for you?"

Long Yueguan was not afraid of them, he just stared round his eyes, and stared back one by one, with a very arrogant tone.

He doesn't know what forbearance is. For him, the more people who are hostile, the better. As long as it is not someone like Feng Hao who is too far behind, then there is no problem.

"Humph."

There were hums everywhere, but no one responded now.

These people ignored him, naturally not because they were afraid of his strength, but because they were worried that Feng Hao would provoke him again, which would be really embarrassing.

Just like now, regardless of whether he wins or loses, Leng Huan will be passed on as a laughing stock.

Soon, Feng Hao and Leng Huan entered the ring and stood facing each other, with a distance of about tens of meters between them.

"Don't be so nervous, as I said before, if you defeat you with one move, if you are undefeated, then I will lose."

Feng Hao stretched his muscles a little, and said in a joking tone to Leng Huan, who was slowly gathering momentum on the opposite side.

"Arrogance."

A icy cold flashed in Leng Huan's eyes, and then, endless cold air gushed out from his body, mighty and mighty, as if encountering a big avalanche, visible to the naked eye, the aura like a wave was moving towards Feng Hao rolled over, wanting to crush it inside.

"Battle Heaven Art."

Feng Hao's eyes suddenly froze, and suddenly, an extremely violent aura rushed out of his body, and his eyes turned red because of this, locking on like a wild beast staring at its prey. Leng Huan, the corner of his mouth showed a mocking arc.

"Rumble..."

With a thought, within it, the power of virtual martial arts surged like a river, bursting out bursts of thunder-like explosions, the momentum was huge, and in an instant, it directly surpassed Leng Huan on the opposite side.

"Damn, how is this possible."

Feeling the strong oppression, a look of astonishment flashed across Leng Huan's icy eyes.

He couldn't believe that Feng Hao's strength had increased several times for no reason, and his aura was directly crushed by his power alone. "Could it be that he has been hiding his strength just now?"

Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and then slides down.

This kind of oppression told him that the person in front of him was definitely not something he could resist.

Although the people under the ring did not have the feeling of being there, they also saw the difference.

Because, in the confrontation of aura, Leng Huan has already lost the wind.

A person of the sixth level of a mortal saint, who was fighting at the same level as a person of the first level of a mortal saint, lost to the opponent in terms of aura, which made them feel unbelievable, and at the same time, they also understood that Feng Hao's extraordinary.

He is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

But at this time, Leng Huan had no choice but to bite the bullet, and he couldn't let him just admit defeat under the pressure of momentum.

"The Heavenly Glow Formation of Hell Prison."

As soon as he made a move, he used his best defensive formation, forming a space like a hell, enveloping him.

"Woooo..."

Inside, the wind roared, making some howling sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling, the aura was quite strong, shocking all directions.

"Heavenly Desolation Fist."

The ghost energy in his body was mobilized by him, he opened his feet, pushed his hands, and a ferocious beast that looked like a hell demon was condensed, eight feet tall, with a ferocious face, a pair of bright and cold eyes, like two Like a lantern, his huge body almost filled the entire arena space. Under Leng Huan's movement, he stretched out a big gloomy hand, and with a biting momentum, he directly slapped down on Feng Hao.

holy skill.

Although Leng Huan's cultivation was suppressed at the peak of the Martial Emperor at this time, but with his comprehension of this set of holy skills, he still hit it at this time, which immediately shook the space, crushed all directions, and let everyone Many Jiuyoufu students under the ring showed joy.

The power of the holy technique was unstoppable, and suddenly, it caused his power to explode dozens of times, shaking the entire ring space.